I seem to recall you offering yourself for that position, once.
[That night hiding from the Fists in the lonely shack seems so long ago now. He scoots closer until his chest and stomach press into Astarion's back, then wraps an arm around the vampire's middle, letting his head rest against the back of his neck.]
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[That night hiding from the Fists in the lonely shack seems so long ago now. He scoots closer until his chest and stomach press into Astarion's back, then wraps an arm around the vampire's middle, letting his head rest against the back of his neck.]